The Police Are The Best Band In The World

All I can tell you is this: Get a ticket by whatever means necessary. Sting may not hit the high note in Roxanne, but his voice is still amazing, breathtaking, surreal in its perfection. Stewart Copeland kills it. At 50-something, he rocked a two-hour set. Some 30 years his junior, my little brother would be hard-pressed to play the drums so astoundingly as Mr. Copeland. He is a god.  They did two encores. It was incredible. The concert of a lifetime, really. The joy they each exuded at the end of the show was infectious. 25 years. That's how long it took for The Police to play a show. How long I've waited to see them. It was worth every moment, and every penny, the sore feet from dancing for two hours and the sore throat from screaming just as long. Find tickets. See them. I promise, you won't regret it. And at some point in the two-hour show, you might fin yourself a little bit. Sent from my BlackBerry wireless handheld.